[no dems]

But, I must admit, I like his music.

[Hilltop]

Willie, the "red headed stranger."

Let's update that moniker to "dyed red and just strange."

Willie, when I see you hoeing weeds out of beans, detassling corn, picking cotton, plowing a mule, or sharing the time in your life where you prayed for rain to save your farm, I might give you another glance.

You've been swilling hooch, riding on a bus, flying on jets and grinning like you're sincere.

I don't give a rats' ass about the callouses on your finger tips, show me evidence you've worked the land.